Prologue: Need.
Three long but stubby fingers ran up and down the orange tinted screen of a small but hacked data-pad. One of the fingers swayed pass each sentence, carefully reading each word. Those fingers carefully made there way through the sides of the pad. The orange glow could now reflect what looked like a male Quarian. His body suit was a little more advanced then most human suits or armor. His helmet was of a blue crystal which covered the majority of his face. Where his mouth was supposed to be, lay a metal oval which was part of the suit and helmet. The metal orb glowed as the male Quarian spoke.
"This is an outstanding profile commander" His accent not hidden as his voice mellowed out of his helmet. "One of the top students whom graduated in the alliance academy, Her Tech skills are outstanding, and her biotics off the chart even with the old L2 implants." The Quarian's excitement could be heard through his electronic voice. "Look at this; she even had personal sniper rifle training as a sentinel!"
The shadow of a man could now be seen pacing back and fourth behind the surprised Quarian.
"She even completed the N-7 training…" The Quarian paused and with a grimace added.
"Head's up commander, she might be as good as you."
"You'd be surprised." The male retorted.
The man grunted. The Quarian paused and with little hesitation, casually threw the data pad on the metal desk in front of him.
"I'm surprised you, did not recruit her earlier, commander."
The man paused; his dark silhouette was barely visible with the non existent background. The Quarian stud up, took two steps and added.
"Are you ok commander?"
The man sighed, a small shake could be seen through out the silhouette of his head and with a short silence, he added.
"No, no… You're right… I should have recruited her earlier… It's just… Well she's alliance and-"
The Quarian cut him off saying.
"Oh Keelah! You've successfully recruited an assassin, a mercenary and not to mention this exiled Quarian! Alliance should be the least of your worries."
The man continued his groaning. He carefully walked towards the desk and picked up the data-pad. He took a long look at it and sighed.
"Set the coordinates for the Citadel, we are moving immediately."
"As you wish, commander."
The man was now left alone in dark room, still staring the unknown woman's profile. He chuckled and the whispered.
"Nyla…"